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would know who robbin them
Wifey grabs his arm and tell him baby we gotta speak
Im rising at my job baby this aint the way we gotta eat
Take the rest

surprise Nigga!
Someone gotta tell hese motherfuclkin niggas
They can’t catch me by surprise! 
 And you know why..?
Cause i been grinding my whole fucking

Straight To the Bank [Edited Version; Edit]

50 Cent

Curtis [Clean]

2007

Yeah, when I'm out in N.Y., boy it's blunts and phillies
When I'm out in L.A., boy it's wraps and swishes
Now Blood walk to this, now Crip walk

games like I wrote 
Got em snitching by they text
And These niggas really whipped 
Got my check in advance 
For real what they said 
Cause I'm catching

boy, your house had wine cellar
If anybody ever had a problem, gave 'em hell
I got my auntie, brothers, daddy, cousin backstage passes
Everybody

Look here,
I was at hole side supporting my cousin while he DJ,
Chilling in corner peeping out the grown men's child's play,
Boys walking in and out

X

Ja Rule

Pain Is Love

2001

it down
Tell your girls
Avion indulge you to hang out
Intoxicate me
Free your mind
Free my mind
Freak all night
It's evident
When two worlds

I like beer
It makes me happy
I don't give a damn if it's a michelob or natty
I'll drink'em short
I'll drink'em tall
Line'em up boys
You know I'll

you go as hard as I go (Yeah yeah)
Bring them hoes to the hotel
Body bag em tell your boyfriend
We got his whole drip by the wholesale
Can't let you in

find somethin' new in life then
I'm blessed to have a job that I enjoy doin'
cnd now as a man doin
' what I was a boy doin'
Rap music
I'm glad I did it
I

You can tell em that you hurt or you sick
N they don't give a shit
They ask one question
When you coming back in?
N when you do they want obituary

my movements 
Hand brake down, clutch comes out an’ were moving.


Everybody's talkin’, please tell me why are they talking? 
Put your money where your

meaning
Pass on the truth! You're the only one who can
Please

He said
"Damn you, Lincoln
You had your way

Tell 'em, boy!

With blood you drew

Keep It Gangsta

Drama

Gangsta Grillz The Album

2007

What it do doc
This ya boy yo gotti
You know I'm affiliated with them affiliates
And this is gangsta shit


Dope money Gloc 40, make my pance

the point shavers (Fuck 'em)
Daydreamin' bout the liquor store
When I'm bouta go to chow
Pissed off I got caught my life is fuckin' trash now
I'm really in my

pieces saying life is a puzzle 
Seen my people sitting by the television station 
Waiting on the lottery numbers to save them from hustling 
Gunshots

to change my view
Learned a few things and I paid my dues
You can play my rules
Join my league, imma stay by blue
Deja Vu
Do a few things everyday I do
Make

I'd like to thank everybody
For coming out tonight
I'd like to share with you
My celebrity scenarios
I promise I won't tell baby girl
I can hold

how its told, tell em it's us
We hit them lows, home deep it up
Build this by hand, brick by brick
Tell on my mans, when hair get picked
Nothin' more

a freak
My first two tapes she play em OD
like my first two tapes she play em
uhh
My first two tapes she play em
Uhh uhh
My first two tapes she play em OD

Start fillin my lungs

Couple KitKats
And a Reeces yeah
Surrounded by snow
And it's knee-deep oh
CDs bumpin in the Camry
Found a rare candy
In the Safari

my hood, the hell is a drum without the sticks?
Dion'll rob the whole planet just to go and get a 'fit
Cortez know to jack some', I tried to tell 'em

a task ya I'm gonna pass, ya by no means a failure
Imma procrastinator
Ready willing and able
Get job I don't, not that I won't, but right now unavailable

won't ever pay no stress (fuck em)
Twitter talking, all that 'RaRa like you can't get caught by death
Shawty put them hearts up on my story think she DTF